I love to paint on everything (not always to everyones pleasure I must admit)… I paint on walls, on furnuture, on floors. And I also always paint the outside of my journals. I love the black background. Often I start by dumping the paint I will not be using anymore that day on these surfaces. In the end there is always a new painting! Voila!
Today I was working on this drawing/painting. I’ve already worked on it a lot on various occasions. But I never really liked the way it turned out. The only part I really liked was the part on the above right side. Since I kept wresting with the whole thing today once again, I decided to keep only that part and just paint away the rest. Now it is talking to me again. Not finished, I think, but we’re back on track together.
Maybe the proces of this piece of art is telling me that it is okay to be radical sometimes, that it is okay to cut things out of my life that don’t work or that I don’t like.